SweetPea and MonkeySee picked MonkeyDo and I up for lunch. Dinner. Whatever.
When we go there, MonkeyDo and I ran to the restroom, because she needed to potty and we both needed to wash our hands.
MonkeyDo put a teeny dollop of soap on her hands and then showed them to the water. I told her that wasn't a very good hand washing. She insisted it was.
"Smell my hands!" says she.
"Lots of things smell that aren't clean. Like poop. Poop smells a lot, and it's not clean."
My daughter can be gross, but I guess the joke's on me, because I was the one that made everyone leave because I felt like I was going to puke.
SweetPea wants to know when the baby's due.
Ha ha, SweetPea. Ha ha.